I'm sure you've heard the phrase "crazy cat lady". My neighbors probably modify that phrase to crazy dog lady when they see me. Mid-morning I was out back playing with the dogs while carrying Ryan in his baby bjorn. I decided it would be a good idea to take the dogs for a walk individually. So off I went up and down my road three different times, with my son strapped to my chest, pacing up and down the road with a different dog each time. I may look crazy, but the dogs and Ryan really enjoyed it, and the weather was perfect. I will admit that carrying my 20lb. baby boy like that didn't do much to help my still sore neck, but it was worth it.
Ryan is quite the silly, little boy. By the french doors I have two ottomans I use to store his toys. He's figured out that his toys are in there. He spends quite a bit of his day by those ottomans pulling out his toys. He doesn't want to play with them, but he doesn't want them in there either. He just pulls them out one by one and drops them on the floor. He does the same thing with anything on the couch. He goes over to the couch and pulls the pillow off and then goes on about his own business. Every time I put the pillows back on the couch or the toys in the ottomans he goes right back to pulling them out and putting them back on the floor. He is for sure a little boy that knows what he wants. He definitely has a stubborn streak too, but considering his parents that is no surprise.
I have say that I'm a little bit sad at Ryan's bedtime. Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy having a little me time. However, it's lonely and I sometimes wish my buddy were still up to play, but I know I'm better off being lonely at night if that means I have a well rested baby. Now I just need to work on getting well rested myself. I find often times my mind is still racing when I'm trying to fall asleep and I just end up tossing and turning. I need to find a way to clear my head before bed.